Xtra
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| [FILE ARCHIVED BY DISPATCH] [FILE AUTHORIZATION IMPOSED TO CIVIL AUTHORITY FORCES] 
[JACOB RENLEY] Date of Birth: 09/26/2000 Race: Male | Caucasian Occupation: Civil Workers Union Worker Blood Type: A- Hair: Black Eyes: Blue Height: 6’0 Weight: 176lbs Housing Tier: N/A Loyalist Status: N/A Mother: Ava Renley[ALIVE] Father: Matteo Renley[ALIVE] |
| [DETAILS] |
| District 42 was home to Renley, along with his two parents. The three were assigned factory duties and supplied the Universal Union through five years of service. Due to the socio-stable region and lack of Rebellion presence. Utilization of the area was flawless, causing drainage of the area to become complete. Rendering the land useless for any further resources relevant to the Universal Union. Under normal circumstances, extermination for the area would be necessary. However due to the high demand of workforce required in City 24. Renley was transferred off, with his family remaining in District 42 for worker control purposes. Renley will be disallowed from the status of his parental figures for the time being unless strictly authorized by Civil Protection Delegates. |
| [MENTAL STATUS] |
| Renley seems to be unacquainted with the area, and frequently seeks for his Family around housing blocks. This has caused him mental harm during shifts. However, it hasn't caused any major issues within him. Subjects will continue to be monitored as need be. |
| [PHYSICAL STATUS] |
| Renley appears to be in good shape, with slight back issues due to his usual slouched or hunched standings. Further medical tests for further enlistment are pending Social Credit eligibility. |
[WIP] [Fear] [Hate/Distate] [Neutral/Unsure] [Likes] [Curious] [Adores/Loves] (This part is OOC unless Renley is searched and his journal is found) |
Some Civil Protection Officer that I don't even fuckin' know! ▼ I don't know who he is.. or it? Can I even call them human? Fucking hell. I couldn't tell if he was serious. A poem. My life is reliant on a single fucking poem... If I screw this up, i'm going to end up in some alley. I hope he doesn't hurt me.. Much less my family. Please... |
Civil Protection ▼ It’s no fuckin’ suprise most of these fellas are assholes, itching at us for power. But.. it always begs the question. Maybe it is a necessary evil, ain’t it? |
Goro Wamurso ▼ I don’t hate him? At Least I don’t think he hates me? I fuckin’ hate his insults to me though. I’ve been so nice to him. No wonder Civil Protection beat the shit out of some of these people. Some of these fuckers need it.. I might be too hard on him. He's definitely crazy but.. we all are to some extent. He'd old.. been through a lot too. I can tell that at the very least. I doubt his words actually mean anything. I hope so.. right? |
Anti-Citizens ▼ I’ve been told to stay away from them, and I can see why.. They’re risking the rest of us, and practically almost get us killed. I guess the higher I go.. they'll be gunning at me too. |
Mollie Doe ▼ She seemed nice.. Same as those Vortigaunt fellas i've met. She seemed as clueless as me.. But something always seemed different with that gaze. She's always thinking.. always. Never stops. I feel like it's only a matter of time until our benefactors either find that useful or dangerous. Either way.. She helped me out when it was cold. Almost fuckin' froze to death there. She was there, helped me out. I owe it a favor to atleast make sure things are right. |
Vortigaunts ▼ I feel.... horrible for em? Who doesn't? I've been told to stick away from them. Hate 'em, ridicule and torment them.. But why? They didn't fight, not on purpose? Why throw them under the bus for something they didn't do? Well! Intentionally. It's the principle. I just can't bring myself to hate them. They're practically history books when it comes to stories... Some sad, some advancing of their kin. A good story always brings people together. Vortigaunts are people too. No doubt in my mind 'bout that. |
Creative Works ▼ Keeps me moving. That's what matters in this cold. Nothing hurts with a few drawings or something to show off. I just wish I could show it... without getting my ass whooped by those Protection fellas. Heh, i'm sure I could fucking write a book of my life. I can see it now! "The Life of Renley the Dusty Worker!" Fuck yeah! |
Civil Administration ▼ I actually haven't heard too much of these fellas.. One in a suit found me somewhere. Wanted a few things and whatnot. It's always something 'bout loyalty, and preaching it. I guess they strive off words to tell others... He asked me for some quote for the papers or something? But hey! Who am I to complain? Guess i'm not famous yet but.. It's a step right? |
Civil Workers Union ▼ Most of these people here must be asking to die at this point. This entire factory screams something wrong to me.. like some accident is waiting to happen. We all gotta start somewhere, guess this is it for me. |
Hugo Berrones ▼ A stern man, and definitely someone to rely on for experience. Pretty sure he's with some shop not too far from my work. He didn't seem as bad, though I can never tell. Guess i'll have to see if I can find him again, though that isn't so easy with this many faces around here. |
Agatha Wolstenholme ▼ Spoke to her today at the Bakery, first time even there. Real nice place, nothing I could ever afford in a fucking lifetime. She was pleasant to speak to but.. something was different. I expected her, as everyone else to atleast hide most of their shortcomings. I mean who wouldn't? Especially with this system in place but- She was more upfront about things, I felt horrible for it. How could Civil Protection shut down something like that restaurant? Everyone there was... just.. Why? I have to figure things out. I really do. |
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